Tabitha Tadpole can't seem to get it right
She has been a tad slow for her entire life

While all her friends are out playing leap frog
Tabitha has yet to see her tail fall off

All the ribbits that she hears makes it very clear
Tab can't seem get herself out of first gear

With all her friends time being spent growing shiny teeth
Tongues that slurp, lungs that burp, legs to help them leap

Tabitha finds she can only swim about
How to morph into a frog, she's yet to find that out

Though she's never lonely in her dark green slimy pond
There's thousands more tadpoles like her where Tabitha comes from

While all the friends that she makes one day hop away
As all tadpoles turn into frogs when natures call they all obey

All except for Tabitha who may never know The taste of fly's when they tickle the sides as they slide down the throat

Poor Tabitha may never figure it all out
And until then she'll continue to swim chasing her own tail